Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 592 Theatre Company

Two minutes later, in the silence, only the distant vibrations and shouts came from the distance and the lower layers.

The winding scarlet flowed down the steps, staining the edge of the crack in the ground red.

Just at the foot of Huai Shi, the rift has begun to repair and close itself, like a monster chewing food, slowly creeping.

Gradually, the limbs and faces wriggling in the viscous liquid like asphalt were no longer visible, and the wail was gone.

Huaixi once tried to kill them, but they were completely connected to the entire heart of the permafrost furnace. Even if they are pulled out, they will quickly collapse into ashes. It wo n’t take long for the remaining ashes to be pulled by the invisible force, and after returning to the fissure, a numb face will be formed ...

Everything here is like this.

It cannot be completely destroyed.

The highest achievements left by the founders that year, the metal used is naturally the most precious and durable type, and it can even extract the source material to repair itself, almost a living body.

Now, these living metals connect them in series with each other, turning into a desperate one ...

Huai Shi finally glanced at the crack behind him, stepped on a higher level, and headed towards the top.

As the height gradually climbed, he had come to the middle of the tower, and the style of the buildings he saw became more strange and beyond imagination.

The art from **** is revealed here.

With the expansion and growth of the tower, even the walls of the tower can no longer cover the gradually expanding hearth, revealing the peaceful and serene earth outside.

In a beautiful world like a paradise, large groups are still fighting fiercely, donating scarlet blood to the earth ...

And Huaixi is still on the rise.

The more you go up, the more you can realize that countless branches are ending. As long as you go up, it seems that no matter which door you choose, you can reach the only end point ... All climbers will eventually gather together.

There are more and more enemies.

Not only the nightmare eyes and the sublimators of the Ivy League, but also the eccentric large groups of them they hired, as well as scholars and alchemists ... and even the war machines that were left before the **** workshop master broke.

The speed of progress and climbing is getting slower and slower, and the situation is getting more and more difficult.

Fight after battle.

Like the wailing here, the end is invisible ...

Two hours later, Huai Shi sat tired on the steps, staring at the messy corpse in front of her, her fingers trembling slightly.

Too many battles, too many enemies, even the young master who is good at recovering also feels a burst of fatigue that is difficult to resist.

After the last source supply from Ivy was used up, his energy barely recovered.

The wound on the arm has been re-engaged under the effect of the silver-blooded medicament, but the scars with metallic colors are criss-crossed on the shell and look so tragic.

"How far is it?"

He leaned on the pillar and stared at the ceiling above him.

The frost giants with serious downsizing beside them did not respond, but were silently sharpening their weapons, seizing the time to rest, waiting to start again, or waiting for the enemy to appear again.

Looking up from the edge of the cracked tower, the top of the tower seems to hang high, without pulling even a small distance, it seems to have been standing still.

This climb was too long, he was almost exhausted.

As if fearing he would feel lonely.

The sound of the friction between the iron boots and the floor again sounded from the stairs below, and the low footsteps from the nightmare eyes overlapped.

Beside Huai Shi, the frost giants sitting on the ground slowly stood up, carrying heavy weapons, and looked back towards the entrance.

There, a whole team of ten people with nightmare eyes slowly came up from the stairs, with **** breath on the slashed armor.

The emblem of the nightmare eye on the shoulder and the shield slowly opened.

Glow with blood red light.

They took a shocking gesture and strode forward.

The battle begins!

Huai Shi sighed, holding the sword of virtue, and slowly stood up.

The blade was raised and pointed at the enemy.

Without any commands or words, the Frost Giants had already rushed towards the enemy in the ice wind, the giant axe cut through the air, and collided with the steel.

A loud noise burst out.

After avoiding the cursed arrows that flew behind the shield sideways, Huai Shi stepped forward, turned dexterously against the thorny blade, and his palm was already pressed on the attacker's helmet.

At that moment, the slender five fingers burst out like a torrent of sound.

That's the blood flowing surgingly.

Washed in the thin blood vessels and merged with each other, real thunder radiated!

The sky drummed.

--drummer!

The terror force comparable to the pile driver erupted in the palm of the hand, and the tyrannical force caused the opponent to fly out, knocking down several teammates and being smashed into the wall, unable to move.

The fierce helmet quickly shattered, revealing the rough and indifferent face below, full of calm.

Even if Huai Shi came forward with his sword, he had never touched it.

Frankly, facing death.

But Huai Shi's footsteps stopped for a moment, looking at his face, and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The sublimator of the Nightmare Eyes frowned, but did not speak, his eyes dropped, and he waited to die.

"Can't you speak? Are you reluctant to take care of me, or ... simply can't speak?"

In the noisy hustle and bustle, Huai Shi's calm voice came, "It seemed that half an hour ago, I had killed you once ... don't you remember?"

The mercenaries in the Nightmare Eyes froze, and immediately, as if they finally remembered something, their faces became pale.

Dull.

It seems unbelievable.

"It's a good habit to remember who you killed, right?"

Huai Shi looked around, ignored the fighting around, pinched his chin and pondered: "So, am I being drawn into any illusion?

No, unless it is a crown-wearer-level illusion, it should have no effect on me. The Mirror of Nihility sees nothing ... So, what kind of effect is this border relic formed by this tower? Can it affect so many people, should it be close to the scope of miracles?

To be able to have such a degree of completion, there should be laws and mysteries in it, not yet to the extent of the creator and grand master, such a technical ability ... Ivy? let me see……"

After a moment of contemplation, he raised his head and asked softly, "If I guessed right, this should be the trick of the 'theatre company', right?"

Along with his words, the fight came to an end.

Because all the nightmare eye movements stopped in place, and immediately, as if the dream woke up, they finally reflected where they were.

Look around blankly, slowly dissipating in the air.

Never see again.

The scenery of the surrounding towers is changing rapidly. The splendid decoration emerges from the air, accompanied by gorgeous murals, heavy curtains and high-hanging crystal lamps.

It seems to be on a certain stage in an instant.

What we saw was actually a theater so gorgeous that it was difficult to describe in words. Outside the stage, on the semi-circular grandstand, there were countless seats above it.

Countless illusory figures are looking out with delicate telescopes.

The sounds of cheering are rolling one after another.

Obviously, he was very angry at Huai Shi's act of breaking the fourth wall without authorization.

The surroundings of Huai Shi suddenly went dark. In the darkness, a ray of light suddenly fell, illuminating the old man standing there, wearing a mask on his head, and changing back to the luxurious and tasteless Chinese clothes, full of fingers. Precious ring.

"Pan Delong." He introduced himself.

Immediately afterwards, the second light illuminates the man wearing a bachelor's attire, wearing a hat and glasses, introducing himself: "Doctor."

Then, it was the major.

Harry Quinn I had seen before.

Immediately afterwards, dressed in a whale bone dress, an elegant and beautiful masked lady emerged from the light and bowed her knees slightly: "First meeting, Mr. Huai Shi, I am Isabella."

In the end, it was young farmers dressed in ordinary attire who seemed to be working and tired.

"I am Pierrot."

In addition to the other four members who are far away, more than half of the ‘theatre troupes’ have come here and stood in front of Huai Shi.

Stingy rich man, ignorant doctor, cowardly major, grandiose servant, lady who loves vanity, sly farmer ...

The pillars of the sustaining story have been propped up, and the characters have appeared.

Became the enemy of Huai poetry.

Huaishi raised her eyebrows and sighed: "Seriously, I thought it would be Liz."

"Liz won't come here, Huaishi, you don't have to worry about where she is hiding for a sneak attack."

Pan Delong raised his hand, lifted the brim above his head, and said abruptly: "The students set foot on the battlefield, and teachers should also try to pave the way for them in the future, eliminating a little bumpy ...

Now we are the only one in front of you, only the troupe. "

Huai Shi couldn't help shaking his head: "You play more and play less, and in this way, how do you say such a vile thing so sounding?"

"No way ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It seems that some Saint Marks are particularly good at fighting, and some Saint Marks are not particularly good at it." Pan Delong responded leisurely: "Unlike other Saint Marks, the Theatre ’s Saint Marks need full preparation to be able to Played, and basically did not come in handy ...

After all, most of us are teachers and scholars, and we are not good at fighting and fighting, so once we have to fight, we will try our best to fight as many as possible, as if now ... "

Before the words fell, Huai Shi showed no signs, and pulled out the King of Flies and aimed at Pan Delong's face.

Therefore, the technique is repeated and the trigger is pulled.

Super Small Judgment Organization · King of Flies-Maximum contribution, liberation!

The dazzling beam of light flew out silently at that moment, with the intense heat, tearing the old face through his body, and soaring out of the theater.

Originally, the two were sent together, but it looks like it ca n’t keep up, and there is another one later.

(End of this chapter)